Dirty

Don't think I can't hear you.
Whispering the tales of pain and sorrow,
To anyone willing to give an ear to borrow.
You've cut deeply and cut me clean,
Its cut me deep and left me to bleed.
I just wonder on how we all used to be,
So happy, so innocent, so pristine.
Now my soul seems empty and dirty,
Ever since you left me at three thirty.
Every now and then may come a thrill,
But with it comes your crippling chill.

Our Masked Lover

Standing and waiting for the call,
Starving and craving for the time.
Eyes closed as we descend from our fall.
Waiting for eternity at the back of the line.
Free fall to the ground below and land in a world so free.
Come back, cause there's no breath or life in me.
The night we found our bodies in the mask of night,
Was the moment my life took a turn and took flight.